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Title: Bro Hug?
Author: The Shiny Gengar
Fandom: Pokemon
Pairing/s: Eusine x Morty
Rating: G
Note: A dare I got from Skiyomi. Not much into yaoi, so I just used bromance.

Spoiler:- Eusine x Morty:

The old burnt tower. He knew it was a clue, he knew there had to be something there. His life goal to catch the legendary Suicune had been getting nowhere recently, and he was beginning to become desperate. He hated the dark, he hated gloomy places, he hated the consistent sound of echoing droplets splashing against the floor. Spooky had never been his thing, he was more into elegant and fancy things, and even considered taking up the job as a coordinator at one point.

But no, his goal was too important, he had to catch Suicune... Somehow...

"Blast it," Eusine grumbled to himself, "Just a clue, just a hint, something to lead me in the right direction. I-"

"Arrrrrrr..."

Eusine stiffened upon hearing a low, menacing growl, he glanced around quickly.

"GAR!"

An eerie purple ghost type jumped out in front of Eusine, causing him to screech and stumbled backwards, luckily, someone caught him.

"Gengar!" a familiar voice scorned, "How many times have a told you not to scare people like that!"

Eusine looked up to see who had caught him and saw Morty's familiar face.

"Gen Gengar..." Gengar said sheepishly, scratching his head and shrugging, he had a smug look on his face.

Eusine stood up and turned to Morty. "Thanks for catching me," he said, scratching the back of his head, "Gengar scared the crap out of me."

"Meh, it was my fault, letting him out of my sight," he said, a smirk on his face. "Bro hug?"

He was a strange boy, but perhaps that what was got my interested in him in the first place. Brushing his red long hair i couldn't help but touch his sleeping face with the tip of my finger. Looking at him sweetly i smiled, he wasn't such a bad guy like everyone thought of him. And i was glad to prove all of them wrong.

But of course there will be people out there who still Silver is a terrible person to be with but their wrong. His different from his father, he was kind underneath, he cared. He just had a troubled past. If only more would take the time to understand then Silver wouldn't have to wake up with a frown on his face everyday.

I was glad, glad to take the time to understand him, listen and help him when he could because if didn't,

Nobody would.

Turning around to my own and slipping into my own sleeping bag i could hear him mutter, mutter a few words that kept me smiling the whole night through.

"Thank you."

Closing my eyes, i turned while still in my sleeping bag at him. He eyes half open, smiling warmly. I faintly smiled back.

"I'm feeling colder now
A little bolder now
Pure as my sins allow
Broke every promise and proud"

Coming up for air - Siobhan Donaghy

How pure was Dawn? Dawn was as pure as her sins would allow her to be. She had never realised until now how much that she had been playing with Lucas and Barry's emotions. She didn't mean to. It all started so innocently, but it had all become a mess. She loved them both dearly and they were some of the best friends she had ever had. She only wished that she could go back to how it was before. She needed to break free and work it out. The only problem was that she didn't know how she would do it.

The first thing that came out to Dawn's mind was that she had to leave Sinnoh. She would leave to an obscure area such as Orre knowing that Lucas and Barry deserved better. She took advantage of Barry's hyperactive nature and Lucas' loyalty. She became dependant on them both and constantly switched who she was dating between them. There were times where she would cheat on them both. Sometimes on each other, and sometimes with strangers or people she knew. Lucas and Barry had finally discovered what she hid underneath the cheerful smiles and little white lies.

I stood, waiting at his door. The gift-wrapped present was in the palms of my hands behind my back. I rang the doorbell once more and thought about turning right back around. He didn't come to answer the door, so I assumed he wasn't home. Sighing, I spun on my heels and looked down at the box in my grasp.
"He's out again, the idiot. I'll have to give it to him later." I thought out-loud to myself. A pang of guilt hit my chest. I couldn't give it to him later, today was his birthday. And a birthday is a birthday; it comes once a year on that special day. I started walking down the road, the sun was going down and the sky was a beautiful pink. Stopping to take it in, I leaned against a fence. The clouds were lit up on the bottom, and a gray-white on top. The breeze felt nice going through my brown hair, cooling.
'It couldn't be any better' I thought. Then looking back at the gift, I felt the need to see him. I wanted to take off his favorite hat and run my hand through his dark hair. And just reach for him to -
"Green?" I turned from the clouds and sky to face him.
"H-Hey! What a-are you doing here?" I shoved the box behind my back again. I hoped he hadn't seen it.
"I was going to ask you the same question." I just stared at him. It’s still a weird feeling for me; liking him more than normal. Of all the things we've been through together, I can't see me see separating from him now.
"Well, I-I wanted to give you your birthday present." And with that, I pulled out the small box from behind my back. Red's beautiful eyes widened with delight.
"You shouldn't have. Thanks Green." Red took the box and wrapped his arms around me. He was hugging me. I should feel strange. I should feel awkward and be nervous. But I wasn't. It was warm in his arms. Comforting. Protected.
I didn't want us to go our different ways. I wanted to stay with him, I needed to stay with him.
Still in Red's embrace, I twisted my arms around his back, holding him close. Hoping this would never end.

So I see this button
And it says Table
And I'm gonna use this Table
Because tables are fun

Jasmine gazed up to the sky that continued to pour buckets all over her. Closing her eyes she could feel the rain slip down her body. She raised her hands and flicked her hair back and opened her eyes once more. She sunk her toes deeper into the sand each step Jasmine took. The Johto gym leader opened her eyes and there he stood. Hands in his pockets and just as wet as she was.

It had been raining for days, it seemed perfect since when he confessed to her, the rain came and showed no signs of stopping. Jasmine disliked such gloomy weather but she was no god. She was just a simple gym leader, shy, quiet and when it came to things such as love she would crumble like a autumn leaf.

Clenching her hands together, Jasmine stuttered and move two steps backwards before losing balance. Flint watched as the girl didn't bother to stand up, as if she wanted to stay down there. All wet, soaked on the beach.

Jasmine began to shake not because she was cold but because Flint came closer to her. She didn't look up and let her long chestnut hair cover her view. She closed her eyes and listened to the waves crashing onto the rocks. Flint brushed her hair away and placed his fingers on her neck and found there was nothing left. But there was nothing he could of done.

Jasmine went to Sunnyshore to enjoy the remaining days she had left. She spoke to no one about her sickness and left of being a gym leader unexpectedly. There she shared the most happiest days of her life with the company of Flint. She couldn't think of better days but they came crashing down when Flint spoke those words. Words she was so afraid to hear. Yes, she felt them but he didn't want to see him suffering with her. She was sick, she would be nothing but a curse to live with.

But Flint didn't care, everyday with her would be a blessing. But now, there were no more to share with. Seeing a note peeking out of her jacket pocket Flint began to unfold it and read what was on it.

"I'm sorry. But I loved you a little too late. Forgive me Flint."

Picking the gym leader in his arms, Flint embraced her tightly with tears of joys escaping his eyes.

"You loved me Jasmine." He pushed aside her hair away from her eyes. "That's all I need to know."

Snow would watch as his soon-to-be-wife laid there in peace. She was alive and he and Light were glad but it felt she was gone. Like she was nothing but a sleeping animal that could never wake up. It was hard to have time with her as it Light refused to let her sister go. He felt like he had to rip Lightning off her chair and hold her until she would calm down.

In the times Serah slept, Lightning and Snow grew closer. Close enough to make a simple conversations awkward.

Walking into her new room Lightning held a simple bunch of white roses and placed it on the side table; beside Serah's bed. Taking a nearby seat Lightning sat down and stared at her younger sibling.

"You doing alright today Serah?

Light knew she would never get a response. She never got one for the last six months. But Lightning continued as if she did.

"I brought you your favourite roses again." Shifting her attention to the flowers. "I know you love them." Lightning sighed as she reached for her sister's hand. "I'll bring more once you wake up."

Tears began to string Lightning's eyes. She fixed Serah's fringe as they began to fall. "I want you to wake up so I could say sorry." Pausing, "because I didn't tell the truth to you."

When Serah brought Snow to her, she lied that she had never seen him or even heard his name. When the truth was they knew each very well.

They were once together.

It was a playful relationship, something she never had a thing into. Snow just showed up one day, after being caught by the PSICOM. There she took in charge of him, stayed in front of his cell for hours. She wanted to slash him into a million pieces as Snow never seem to shut up. He continued to talk about random things, as if his arrest was nothing to him.

When Lightning was informed that Snow needed to stay in for a few more days it made her blood boil. But as each passing day went by he wasn't annoying as she first thought, but that didn't make him any less annoying.

She discovered that he grew up alone and was always like that until he met her. He had never talked to a woman so much like he did with her. Then she began to listen because she was lonely too. Sure, she has a sister but in most days they would not see each other or speak to one another. Then he spoke he was the leader is his rebellious group of NORA. She was a leader of her division of PSICOM.

"Why are we so alike?" Lightning spoke out of the blue one day.

Snow thought his ears were lying. Lightning, the woman in charge of him spoke to him. Spoke to him without mentioning his life on the line. Snow walked to the gate and sat against the wall.

"Your actually talking to me." Joking speaking. "Can't believe this."

Ignoring his words with a simple sigh Light walked off to calm her mind.

Another day went back and Lightning asked the same question. Still with her back facing him and arms crossed. Snow looked up and paused for a minute.

"Why are you interested to know?"

Turning around with a frown across her face. "Because I am alone as well." Falling to her knees Lightning held onto the bars. "And I can't help but wonder why."

"Your thinking about me?" Snow chuckled. "I'm flattered."

"Don't make me unlock this and punch you endlessly." She spoke while shaking the gate. "It's just I've never met a man with so much common interests like me."

Crossing his arms and still smiling. "I don't mind giving this a go. I mean maybe you'll be the reason I don't go to the summer vacation my university is offering me."

"I'll accept that challenge Villiers."

She spoke no words to Serah. It didn't even slip into her mind to even say so as they only glanced at one another before heading into their own rooms. She was a hard as a flawed diamond. She wasn't soft, romantic and even wanted to hold hands in public but she cared. It was hard for Snow to see but he knew in her eyes he could see she cared for him.

But it didn't work out. She couldn't find in her to trust him. She didn't even give him a simple kiss on his cheek. She forced herself to become hard as rock and she could never find it naturally to kiss him, hug him or hold his hand. But she loved him and Lightning had no idea how to tell him.

"We have to end it here."

Not surprised by his words Lightning nodded. "It's better that way." Looking up. "This will be the last time I will see you Villiers." Turning her back she began to make her way.

"Did you enjoy while it lasted?"

Taking her breathe Lightning nodded. Leaving the teenager alone, to get ready for his summer vacation.

Title: Early Puberty
Author: CommanderPigg
Fandom: Pokemon Anime
Pairing/s: Comashipping (Ash x Paul)
Rating: T
Note: I just had to get this out of my head. I'm sorry for any mental scarring

Spoiler:- early puberty:

Paul grew up a lot faster than a lot of boys. Certainly, he hadn't reached his growth spurt yet, but he was mature in other ways. His voice was deep, he had sharp critical thinking and had violent hormonal outbursts. This made him different than many people, and he didn't mind it. They were all pathetic in his eyes.

However, what he did not enjoy was the fact that he had to change his drawers after every night.

There was something different about the girl with the long, pitch black pigtails and bright sapphire eyes. Her pale skin looked so delicate, yet she exuded this atmospheric air of toughness that indicated much more about her than what I saw on the surface. I found myself staring at this girl as she wandered the campus grounds aimlessly with a quizzical expression planted on her small face. I shouldered my sword's sheath and walked up to her cautiously.

"Hey, are you lost or something?" I asked. She startled me when she pivoted at an alarming speedand stood with a defensive stance. I held up my hand with my palms forward to let her know I was harmless. "Woah, it's okay! I'm not gonna hurt ya, see?"

Her stance loosened up but I could tell she was still suspicious of me. I wonder what had happened to her to have made her so wary of strangers? No, wait, in the first place why am I so intrigued by her anyway? I sighed and raked my fingers through my dark messy hair. She was giving me the cold soldier and had not spoken a single word yet. Was she mute or something?

"Erm…" The awkwardness was heavy. Her icy blue eyes continued to pierce right through me and I could not for the life of me figure out what she was thinking. It was as if she was searching for something from me, like she wanted answers to an unspoken question I don't believe I'd be able to provide. I know I had caught her attention as well since she had been focused heavily on me and me alone, but why? Was the secret that I was actually a demon revealed? Sweat dripped down my forehead as she continued to fiercely gaze at me with a burning intent.

A couple of minutes passed by when suddenly there was this odd feeling nestled in the pit of my stomach, and as I swiveled around to find the source of the unease, the ebony-haired girl swiftly leapt over me like a nimble feline and pulled out a large black weapon from her hoodie's pocket. Her left eye combusted into a bright blue flame which did not harm nor interfere with her line of vision.

It all happened so quickly. She spotted one of the demons that lurked around our school, and without a second to spare, decimated it with a round of bullets from her machine gun. Not long afterwards an army of demons of different species crawled out of their hiding spots, and I knew then that there was no need to fret about revealing myself to this girl, whose powers were not very different than my own. I unsheathed Kurikara, and as I did so my own blue flames erupted from my head, forming the iconic horns that humans perceived to associate with all demons. I held Kurikara in a strong iron grip and, as I took my place next to the girl who had just destroyed a demon on her own with a power no human could match, I knew in my heart that there was something special about this person, that there was a quality she held that charmed me easily into wanting to become good friends with her knowing we were creatures with similar quirks and differences.

A short pause transpired as she glanced over me, noticing my abnormal appearance, and then, in a voice just above a whisper, "…Black Rock Shooter."

I smirked in victory as I knew this was the beginning of a unique new friendship. "Rin Okumura. Now let's get those suckers with our oceanic flames, Rock."

She said nothing, but before she jumped into the heat of the battle, I swore I saw a ghost of a smile on her lips before we began the tirade of violence upon the hideous demons with our destructive powers.

A beautiful white fox chased her master up the rocky mountains. She jumped over river beds and jived through the forest. She would do anything for the one she loved. Arceus was wonderful, but she loved him even more with the water plate. Blue was his colour. Red was the colour of her fiery nature. Red and blue went together. Ninetales swept towards Arceus. With her nine tails, she embraced her god with a fluffy hug.

Blood. The blood was going everywhere, spilling out onto the ground in a sickening crimson. Yet still, the jade eyed teen kept her eyes locked with those black and endless chasms. She didn't want to forget him.

"Sakura..." His voice was filled with sudden anguish, sadness. As he removed his katana from her chest, she saw his hands shaking.

Sasuke-kun... She managed a smile; the boy she once knew had never dissappeared. Merely, it had been sleeping for so long behind a wall built from pure misery and hatred. She felt happy, as it turned out all the chasing and searching her and Naruto did hadn't been in vain.

Alakazam stared across the table to Mira who was engrossed in her math homework. She tapped her pencil against her forehead as though the action could somehow dislodge the answer she was seeking from her mind. Alakazam followed the rhythm of that pencil tapping for a moment with his spoons, but then grew idle. He peered at Mira, a shy curiosity in his eyes, before he choose to act. He focused her mind wholly on Mira, his eyes tinged a phosphorescent cyan.

So, I did the parenthesis first and those are taken care of, the voice of Mira filled his mind. Now I can add 17 to both sides and then… Wait. That’s not right at all, is it?

Mira looked up, as though somehow feeling the intrusion in her mind. Alakazam turned away sheepishly.

“Kazam,” he said, by way of an apology.

To Alakazam’s surprise, Mira laugh. He turned to see her smile at him. “I don’t mind if you read my mind, Alakazam,” she said. “You’ll never find anything bad about you in there.” She pointed to her own head. “Don’t believe me? Just look and see.”

Alakazam hesitated, unsure whether he should act or not. Then his eyes glowed once more and he listened into her mind.

Ever dreamed of soaring to the sky and flying towards the sky, towards the moon and the heavens above. A brunette girl named Lyra always wanted to fly to the sky and hope to see what more is out there.
"Wow I wonder how much flying Pokemon enjoy to fly. I always wanted to figure that out." As Lyra laid on the soft green grass in the field dreaming of one day flying cross the sky in the daylight and even at night.
"So you want to know what it feels like to fly cross the sky huh? Well I can show you that much." A red haired girl with a flower on her hair. Lyra looked at the red haired girl and she was in compete shock.
"Wait are you Skyla from Unova?" Lyra asked as Skyla was shock to hear that someone from Johto heard about her. Skyla smiled at the girl.
"So you heard of me? Weird no one knows much about Unova." Skyla said which made Lyra explaining on how she knew about her from her friend Ethan who challenged her gym a year ago.
"Oh he was a great battler,your friend was fun to battle just like the other trainer that I battled years ago." Skyla blushed at that statement. So you want to check out the skies with me Lyra?" Lyra was speakless to think that Skyla knew her name. Ethan told her about Lyra and the secret crush she had. But Skyla may not feel this way but she can teach how to love the sky. All Lyra did was smile. She finally gets the chance to soar towards the skies to see what the world have to offer even if Skyla didn't return her feelings, she enjoyed it when Skyla reached out her hand and Lyra took her offer. Now Lyra feels like she is soaring.

A boy who dream of becoming a Demon Slayer when he was just a boy,now wanted to be friends with demons. Now mostly Demon slayers have to kill these demons but Yuuto chosen not to kill these demons because of his kind heart. But the day he reunited with his childhood friend Himari who is a cat demon whom loves to kill and fight. He shares this bond with her. He never knew that he gain new feelings for Himari. Ever since she flirted with him contastly, he feels an attracted towards himari more than Rinko. Rinko to him is like his sister mostly and he never showed nothing more than brotherly love towards her. But Now in Yuuto's heart, He feels that he must confess his love for Himari. The girl who wanted to be more human than anything in the world.
" Himari, I will show you that I can become strong just like you. I want you to be more than my sword. I want you as my girlfriend as the girl whom I want to live together with." Yuuto repeated on what he wanted to say for the past hour or so. Only to stammered when Himari walk in the living room where he was practicing on what he wanted to say to her.
"Hello Young Master,Are you feeling ok? You look red in the face." Himari wondered as she got closer to him. She smirked at him knowing what he was blushing at. " Young Master, I know you better than anyone else. I had a feeling that you liked me more than a bodyguard don't you?" Himari smirked widely as Yuuto was speechless. Himari read him like a book.
"Himari I do like you a lot more. I feel like I want you to be more than my bodyguard. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I love you Himari. I hope you feel the same way." Yuuto confessed his true feelings and Himari was shocked to hear this. She had feeling herself for her master and wanted to show him what he meant to her.
" Actions speak louder than words Young Master." As She leaned forward and kissed him on his lips with Yuuto shocked to but he returned the kiss back. Yuuto held her waist and smiled
" Himari,My one and only love"

One Day
I know that he'll never be able to think of me the same way. I was his first capture, and I am his best friend...in his point of view. The more I'm with him, the more I want to be closer to him. The more I want to snuggle against him in the winter, and feel his heart beat through his chest.
One time he had taken me to see a movie. We went to the drive-in and I scrambled up a tree. I hoped he would follow me, since he didn't own a car. The view of the screen was perfect from the top. When he climbed up to the top along with me, He settled down in a groove in a large branch. He laid back, and that gave me the opportunity to jump up in his arms.
"Hey, Treeko." He patted my green head as I put my head to his heart. Rather listening to its beat then the movie.
It was an action/ adventure. His favorite kind. There were slight love scenes, but I took all of it in. The way the two heroes kissed before battle... I wonder if he would kiss me before sending me to a battle?
And explosion went off, and I saw this opportunity. I squeezed my eyes shut and crunched up into a ball, hugging him.
"Help me!" I cried, but I knew all he heard was "Treeko!" I just wanted to be closer, to have his arms around me in a warm embrace.
"Aww it's okay, I'll protect you." I knew he would always be there for me. But I knew that he would never like me the same. The forbidden love. The Romeo and Juliet.
Why is it that all I want is for him to be mine forever? One day though…One day it will not be just a dream.

So I see this button
And it says Table
And I'm gonna use this Table
Because tables are fun

"Your just saying this because your not wearing this horrible costume." The flying type gym leader waved his arms in the air in an annoyed manner afterwards.

"Well, yeah." Morty chuckled.

Crossing his arms, Falker pouted. "I like Ho-oh but i don't want to be one!" He snapped.

"It's only for the festival Falk." the ghost gym leader reaised his arms in the air in surrender. "Calm down."

"How will my challengers see me now if they see me wearing," Falker pointed at his Ho-oh costume. "this

"It will pass. Just endure it while it lasts." the blond laughed.

Falker sighed, morty was right. complaining about the problem won't change anything. He had agreed to dress in the outfit for the annual flying type festival. If it wasn't for his passion in flying type pokemon he would never agreed to such a thing. Then, within a flash it suddenly did.

Morty turned his back, ready with another load of 'compliments' to Falker's ho-oh outfir but to his surprise he was gone. Looking around he sighed. "Maybe he went to take it off."

"Oh no i didn't."

With a devilish grin falker held what looked to be a Gengar outfit. Beside the trainer was a few of his pokemon.

Today, Miss Lina, Mister Gourry, Mister Zelgadis and I decided to go in a nearby Inn to take a break.

During dinner, I ordered two coffee's for me and Mister Zelgadis, but he said that he had to go somewhere in this town. I wanted to come, but he told me to stay. Miss Lina and Mister Gourry just ate more food to pass the time.

A moment later, the two coffee's that I ordered settled on my table. I offered one to Mister Gourry and Miss Lina, but they didn't want it. I sighed to myself and I took a sip of my coffee.

21 minutes later... Nothing.

49 minutes later... Still nothing.

An hour and a half... Where is he?! His coffee is going to be cold!

I turned to look at Mister Gourry and Miss Lina again, but they called it a night and made their way to their own rooms.

Everyone left me...

A couple of minutes later, I saw a familiar face sitting in their own, just across my table. It was Mister Xellos. He looked lonely by himself at his table.

Damn. Wait!

I'm all by myself at my table. Doesn't that make me a loner too?!

So I got up to go to Mister Xellos's table, scared. It's that I have a crush on him. I know, you must think I'm insane. A naive little girl like me falling for a monster. It's totally out of my league!

I approached him at his table to give him the spare coffee and he gladly took it. He did prefer his black tea though, but the coffee was good too. I waited until he finished his coffee to tell him my secret.

He didn't reply at first. He thought that I liked Mister Zelgadis. No. He was just a great friend, but I never had feelings for him. I did care for him, but I cared because he's a friend. I told Mister Xellos what he meant to me. All the hints I tried to show him.

He looked at me, with both eyes open and said, "You're a princess, Amelia and I'm a monster. It will never work!"

I got up and said, "It does in all fairy tales, Mister Xellos!"

He shook his head as I asked him again. He's not sure yet, but he's willing to try just for me. Even if it takes years.

I didn't know if I was blushing at what he just said. He stood up and gave me a slight kiss on the cheek. Now I knew that I was blushing! He then held me in his arms for a moment, smiling at me in a sweet way.

He said that had some errand to do tonight and that he'll take me out on a date in the morning. So I made my way into my bedroom when he teleported away.

Wow, Journal. Looks like some boring day turned out to be an awesome day. Can't wait for tomorrow to meet up with Mister Xellos!

Title: Curiosity
Author: Yuppirox
Fandom: Hyouka
Pairing/s: Okemi Houtarou x Chitanda Eru
Rating: G
Notes: These two are SO CUTE. I had to write them together ;u;

Spoiler:- asdkfj:

"C-Chitanda...!" Houtarou uttered in surprise as the highly curious girl made it so their faces where a mere few inches apart from another. Her eyes sparkled in wonder and his heart beat two times faster when she clasped his hands within her own.

"Please, Oreki-san! I can't stop thinking about it..." She unconsciously closed the gap that separated their faces and their noses touched. Any closer and our lips... Houtarou closed his eyes and shook his head, dispelling any unwanted thoughts from pervading his mind. He kept thinking about their relationship, how she always turned to him whenever a mystery tickled her fancy, how she always seeked his opinion above all else's. It may have gone against his motto whenever he aided her in solving a difficult case, what with exerting energy and all, but there was something about her that influenced his every thought and action. He sighed deeply, having already come to a decision.

"Okay, fine, but afterwards I'm heading straight home-"

Eru lightly squealed in delight before enveloping Houtarou in a large, tight hug. "Thank you so much, Oreki-san!" Hints of red tinted his cheeks and gently he unwrapped her arms from around him. He headed towards the club room door, muttering about how he'd rather stay at home and conserve energy, while Chitanda Eru followed him like a curious kitten with glittering eyes and perked ears. Growing impatient with his slow pace she grabbed his hand and pulled him along from behind her down the corridor to their next destination.

It was how they spent their time together nearly everyday, yet Oreki Houtarou found no room for complaints.

Late at night, I'm snuggling with my boyfriend, Pikachu, in the treehouse we've built about a month ago.

It's been two months since we've been together. His trainer, Ash, gave him up just for me. He was fine without Pikachu, as long I took care of his pal.

Pikachu didn't show any signs that he miss his trainer all this time. Unless he's pretty good at hiding his feelings.

Jessie and James said that they'll be fine on their own. After that last tearful farewell from my two best buddies, I couldn't stop crying for days. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't even think.

I ended up in a depressing funk. Everything was somber. But Pikachu was there for me.

After returning back to my normal state about two weeks ago, Pikachu was happy. But tonight, I can't seem to sleep like before. I am sleepy, but I'm tired of trying to sleep. So I decided to get some fresh air and I sat up, walking towards the door to open it. It's probably around midnight and the moon is still up.

It's a full moon.

I sat on the biggest branch of the tree. I sighed to myself, while I brush the fur on the tip of my curly brown tail.

This is what I've always wanted. Pikachu and I growing old together. But why do I feel like there's something missing?

Looking at the moon... I suddenly had a flashback... It made me swallow the spittle in my mouth...

"Maybe Meowzy's lookin' at da moon, too..."

That was it. Meowzy. Then Sneasel. After that, Skitty. Then came Glameow. Purrloin, too.

Now, Pikachu.

Yes, I know. Cats like me are supposed to hurt a mouse, like Pikachu. But Pikachu is different from any other Pikachu's. The times we were together throughout his trainer's journeys. Every single moment was incredible. Even the times when I get shocked by his electric attacks.

A tear was steaming down my face and I quickly wiped it.

I've been hurt deeply in my past. My chest ached and felt heavy and empty whenever I think about them.

What if Pikachu leaves me, too? What's the point of me being here if I can't be with someone who truly cares about me?

"Meowth. Look..." he said, as he place his small, warm paws on my furry cheeks to wipe my tears away, "I'm telling you this just once."

He then place his paws on my shoulders. I force myself to stop from sniffling.

"I'm not going to leave you! I'll ease all your hurt. I promise that I'll stay here by your side, no matter what. Even if we make stupid mistakes. I still love you and that's that. My mind's made up, I'm not turning back 'cause I've seen what kind of person you really are," he said, suddenly giving me a slight kiss.

Then he place himself on top of my chest as my heartbeat's pulse was going wild that I can feel it echoing against my ears. I swiftly hug him back, not wanting to let go.

"Th... Thank ye, Pika 'nd I... I love ye, too..."

That's all I could say and it caused me to blush. He purred in my touch.

"'nd I thought I wus supposed ta be da one who's purrin'..."

He giggled. "Meowth, I just love it when your heartbeat goes crazy..."

Kyouhei still couldn’t believe his luck, even amidst the hyped-up chants of Roxie’s many fans. He’d never expected when he defeated Roxie in a gym battle that she’d actually give him a ticket to her concert. And a backstage pass too! He’d been worried she might’ve soured on him when her last Pokemon went down, but Roxie wasn’t like that. When she’d given him the ticket he’d been so psyched to see her play, and ever more just to see her again at all. He hadn’t intended on staying in Virbank that long after getting his badge but… now it was starting to seem like an attractive idea.

His view of the stage was great—only occasionally encumbered by one of Roxie’s fans jumping up wildly and flailing their arms. The speakers blasted pristine sound over his eardrums and the crowd was going wild.

As the current song closed, Roxie tilted her microphone upward to address the audience before the next song. “Thank you all for coming out here for the show!”

The crowd roared its equivalent of “you’re welcome!”

“This next song I’d like to dedicate to…” Roxie trailed off. “Well, let’s just say it’s inspiring to meet such a great trainer and a great guy.” She grinned. “Hopefully he knows who he is and decides to stick around so I can get to know him better.”

Title: The Smack Heard 'round the WorldAuthor: 00poke_maniacFandom: PokemonPairing: Onesided Annemaeshipping (Dawn x Iris) and Wishfulshipping (Dento x Iris)Rating: PGNote: I got bored waiting to go over to my friend's house. So I wrote this terrible drabble for just for the lulz. (Happy Wishfulshipping Day xD)

Spoiler:- :

As quiet as a Rattata Iris tiptoed into the boy’s room. Large, honey-brown eyes stared into worried, green ones.

“Will you repeat that again, please?” Dento asked. His voice calm and understanding.

Iris sniffled.

“Hikari tried to play weird kissing games with me. She undressed me and tried put me into some weird Piplup dress-thingy.

Dento’s eyes widened in realization.

“Will you repeat that again?”

Iris face faulted.

“Deeento be serious. This isn’t some yuri fan fiction!!”

Dento chuckled and wrapped his warm arms around her.

“Sorry, sorry. I was only kidding. Where is she now?”

“Well when she tried to put me in that horrid looking dress, I bit her and then she slipped on a banana peel fell unconscious, and I wisely took the time to get my pajamas back on like a big little girl.”

Dento was just about to tell her that she was a good girl for excellent self defense tactics until a ravenous voice interrupted his thoughts.

“AIRISU? Where are you? You know there’s no neeeeeed to worry when I’m around!”

Iris snuggled into Dento’s chest. “Deeento! She’s coming! What do we do?”

Dento smirked. Whipping out his mask and cape with a twirl, he placed both hands on his hips.

“Have no fear! Dear Iris, I am here to protect you.” with that, he promptly went and smacked Dawn on the side of her head. She suffered from a small nosebleed and just lied there.

Iris, hearing the famous slap ran over to him. Her eyes were teary and she glomped him.

“OH DENTO YOU’RE MY HE-----” Smack!

***

A firm slap on the back of his head stopped him from zoning. Iris looked questionably at him.

Title: It's that day?Author: Crystal-RockFandom: PokemonPairing: Lyra X WhitneyRating: PGNote: Dare from PopPrincess_Lyra, also a bit of a fail

Spoiler:- LyraXWhitney:

It's that day?
It was just a normal February day to me. I didn’t look at the calendar when I woke up because I had forgotten that today was the day. Absolutely no challengers came to the gym at all. Where was everyone? I needed somebody to talk to or hang out with or something. I picked up my pokegear and dialed Morty’s number. He usually didn’t answer but it’s worth a shot. Actually Morty was the best to talk to. Really he never says much but instead just listens to me go on and on cause I like talking.
No answer. Kinda predictable. Hmm…I know, I’ll try Falkner.
“Hello?”
“Hi Falkner what are you doing?” I said when I heard his voice through the speaker. I expected him to say the usual: training.
“Umm…Well actually I am heading to Celadon’s Department Store.” Falkner sounded nervous to tell me where he was. He usually goes there every Monday to…I don’t remember he does something, but today was Saturday.
“Hey! I should come shopping with you. I haven’t been there in forever!” I was all excited now.
“N-No! I mean…it’s okay. You don’t have to come.”
“But I want to.”
“I…uhh, you don’t need to come Whitney…umm…Igottagobye.” And Falkner hung up on me…how rude.
I huffed. I called everyone else in my pokegear contacts, and they were all busy. What a twisty-turn of events. Oh wait! I still haven’t called Lyra. With one last hope, I picked up my pokegear and called the cute girl.
“Oh, Hi Whitney!” Her cheerful voice put a smile on my face.
“Hey Lyra, what’s up?”
“Ehh..Nothing.” Her speech wavered a bit.
“Oh that stinks. I’m not doing anything either. You know, I tried calling everyone else but they were all busy. I don’t see why today is any different. Why all of sudden? I called Morty but he never picks up, I always wonder why but I keep forgetting to ask him. Then Falkner was acting all weird about where he was. I even called Pryce to see what he was up to. Plus I tried the normal type trainer, Lenora; you know the one from Unova? But she was out with her husband and so was Norman, well with his wife. The only Johto leader I haven’t called is Clair, and we all know she’s a sourpuss to talk to…So why aren’t you doing anything?” A few seconds passed and I wondered if she was even listening.
“Well…I need to go actually. Talk to you later.” And she hung up on me. Just like Falkner, she sounded real nervous. Why was everyone on such high strings today? I thought I was going to go crazy with boredom.
Someone knocked on my door. I groaned and threw a pillow at it, wishing that it would either open by itself or make the person go away. It better no be the mailman and his Delibird again. He was already here twice and not to mention the only other living life form I came across. Plus he’s not even a fun person to talk to.
“Yes?~” I opened the door much like a zombie. When I raised my head I saw the familiar overall jeans, poofy white hat, and brown pigtails that pointed skyward.
“Lyra?” I was pretty surprised. She hung up on me for no reason, and then decides to come over here with an adorable smile?
“I-I wanted to give you these.” She pulled a little heart shaped box of moomoo-milk chocolate candies from behind her back.
“Oh? Thanks Lyra. Wanna share ‘em?” I said, taking the chocolates and letting the girl inside.
“Sure!” and we sat on the couch.
“Hey, why’d you leave me?”
“What do you mean?”
“You were really mean. You hung up on me with no good reason.” I asked again. I was pretty upset. It seemed like everyone was leaving me today, and no one would tell me why. Lyra responded by leaning over and lightly kissing my cheek. I felt a little hot where her lips came in contact with my skin. It was such a pleasant warmth though, I never wanted it to leave. She smiled shyly.
“You didn’t think I was going to let you be all alone on Valentine’s Day, did you?”

So I see this button
And it says Table
And I'm gonna use this Table
Because tables are fun

I always thought being a Princess is every girl's dream, but I guess I was wrong. Your mother is gone, your sister went away and your father did, too. You're all alone in your palace before we met, but somehow when you decided to join Gourry and I, everything had changed.

After three years of being with you, my life changed as well. You mean more to me than all the things I've ever gotten combined.

If you haven't guess it yet, I love you, Amelia Wil Tesla Seyruun.

If you share the same feelings as I do, look for me in the nearest Inn in Seyruun until sunrise. If you don't, I understand fully.

~Lina Inverse~

I placed my pen down as I folded the piece of paper I wrote on. I walked out of the restaurant where I ate my lunch. I made my way to Seyruun palace. I gave the letter to one of the guards, then leave to go at the nearest Inn.

During dinner time, while I waited for my dinner, I thought I was imagining things, but no. Amelia made her way at my table.

Title: Anyone for Tennis?
Author: Skiyomi
Fandom: Slayers
Pairing: Xellos/Filia
Rating: G
Note: I wrote this awhile ago, but forgot to put it here. It was actually for a contest themed around the London Olympics.

Spoiler:- Xellos/Filia:

Filia’s lip curled disdainfully from the stands as Xellos sauntered out onto the court. She gripped her racket tightly, holding it more like a weapon than a piece of sporting equipment. She’d already surrendered her mace. After all, it wouldn’t have fit under her much shorter tennis skirt. So she’d have to make do with what she had.

The fact that he was out there, competing in the same prestigious competition as her was bad enough. But somehow the white shorts he was wearing were the greatest insult. They were rolled up slightly too, and Filia would’ve given nearly anything for them to at least have been at their full length. As it was, she was sure that the image of the back of Xellos’s legs would be imprinted on her twitching retinas until the end of time.

Xellos should never, ever wear shorts.

“And to begin our series of men’s singles tennis, we have former Brass Rackets Champion and Claire Bibble Award winner—Xellos!” the announcer shouted out into the crowd.

“He better not cheat,” Filia commented, crossing her arms.

“Don’t even bother with him. Just stay focused on winning our event,” Lina said, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. “We gotta win that gold.”

…That’s what everyone kept saying to her, at least. “Go for the gold!” Lina always asked exactly how much gold they were talking about, but never seemed to get an answer. But she assumed that, judging by the amount of enthusiasm and competition in the air, it had to be a large and saleable amount of gold.

“Yeah…” Lina trailed off. “Well, Gourry’s on the fencing team, so he’s too busy. And as for Amelia… well…” She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “I think it’s just better that we don’t play racket sports together anymore after what happened in the Brass Rackets tournament.”

“So you were in that too?” Filia asked, eyes magnetically following Xellos as he ran across the court, lobbing the ball back toward his opponent. She wasn’t sure who’d bother to actually root for a loathsome monster such as him, but someone a few rows behind them seemed to be a fan. She didn’t know who it was, but she was certainly smoking a lot. Was that even allowed in the stadium?

Lina nodded. “Yeah… a few years ago.”

“Wait…” Filia went on. “So, if you guys were so good at Brass Rackets, then why aren’t you playing in that event?”

“We-ell,” Lina said, tapping her racket on the edge of her chair, “see, the last time we played Brass Rackets, the stadium we were in kind of got destroyed.”

Filia raised an eyebrow at this passively constructed sentence. “By?”

“Look, there’s no point in playing the blame game with this,” Lina responded, raising her voice slightly. “Let’s just say that the officials thought we’d be better off playing without magic-amplifying rackets.”

“I suppose that makes sense,” Filia said, looking around the place. “It is a nice stadium. It would be a shame if something happened to it.”

There was a loud thwock as Xellos’s opponent put everything he had into a return shot. Filia watched it sail across the net and bounce. “He’ll never get that,” she muttered. “He’s way on the other side of the court.”

It was then that Xellos’s form fizzled out of view for a moment, reappearing right in front of the ball and sliced into the air with his racket to return the shot.

Title: This Party is 20% Cooler
Author: FullMetalAlchemist
Fandom: Pokemon
Pairing: Drew/May
Rating: G
Note: This is the drabble I wrote for the dare in the Shipping Truth or Dare thread.

Spoiler:- Drew/May:

At the Hotel Paradiso in Slateport City, there was a party. What was the party for? It was to celebrate the season 3 premiere of My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic. Many were dressed in costumes of characters from the show. From the Mane 6 to very minor characters, just about everyone was represented.

May Maple was a big fan of the series, so when she found out there was to be a party around the season 3 premiere, she had to go. Her favorite character was Rainbow Dash so she went dressed as her. She was not the only one dressed as RD either.

Playing on the jukebox was a CD of songs from the series. Currently playing was the "Find a Pet Song". This was May's favorite. It was a duet of Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash.

Among the crowd of Bronies, she noticed someone in particular with green hair. He was also wearing a Rainbow Dash costume. This man was actually May's boyfriend.

"Drew, what are you doing here?" May asked. Drew asked the same thing of her. "Well, I like My Little Pony" both said at the same time. "You too?" they both said after.

"This party is even better now that you are here" said May. "Same here" said Drew. "Now we have something we can do together every Saturday morning."

As soon as it was 10 AM, everyone's attention turned towards the TV. The new season was about to start.

"Well, here it comes" May said.

30 minutes later, everyone was talking about the show. "It was not bad for a season opener" Drew said. "I thought it was pretty good too" May said.

With that, they kissed each other and parted ways until next Saturday. If they ever had a kid, they would be getting him or her to share in their interest in MLP.

Title: Cat and Mouse
Author: xorain
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing/s: Jiraiya x Tsunade
Rating: PG??
Notes: It's 4:57am and the feels just hit me and wow, I just love these two together ;_;

Spoiler:- there's no such thing as happy goodbyes:

It came to her suddenly when she was half drunk and stood in front of a cold, empty gray stone in the middle of a rain storm. This wasn't how it's supposed to be. He was supposed to be here, be alive. Her brown eyes stared blankly at the tombstone, searching for any traces of him - his eyes, his laugh, his obnoxiousness, anything. Hot tears ran down her cheeks, joining the harsh rain as she sobbed loudly, alone in front of the memory of him half past two in the morning. But she can't see anything. She can't find anything. Her mouth etched downwards as she kicked the stone. She was so angry; she hated everything - God, him, herself.

They were in an eternal game of cat and mouse in which he kept on chasing, and she kept on running. But not anymore. Just when she wanted to stop running, he stopped chasing. He can't chase her anymore; she can't run from him anymore. She choked out empty laughs in her tears as she thought of the irony.

His blue eyes catches the glimpse of Chilli and Cilan and their shocked faces that mimics his own. He sees his brothers' hands desperately trying to grab his, and he desperately tries to reach up. He is falling and falling, and he is prepared to feel the impact. He vaguely remembers being three when his mother held the three of them close for a family picture, being five when Chilli fell off a tree and broke his arm, being eight when Cilan accidentally burned the kitchen when he tried to cook dinner, being eleven when they got their pokemon, being twelve and having a crush on the girl next door. Now that he's fifteen, he thinks that this is the disadvantages of being a water type trainer. If he isn't falling off a building, he might have actually laugh at his lame joke and enjoy the nice breeze.

He closes his eyes shut as an attempt to prepare himself for the inevitable. He waits and waits and waits, but nothing happens. Blue eyes flickers open immediately only to meet blue eyes.

"Are you okay?" she questions.

"Yes," he replies airily, eyes wide open in shock, "Thank you."

She grins happily, "That's great!"

It takes him a moment to realize he was on the back of a swanna, behind a girl with pretty blue eyes and blazing red hair. He suddenly feels his heartbeats increasing. He examines the girl who changed his life down to the smallest details - the way the wind whips her bangs, the blue of her big eyes, the genuine smile on her face.

He turns away from her in an attempt to hide his slightly pink cheeks. He doesn't think he'll forget - not this day, not this moment, not this girl.

And it hits him like a wind storm. He suddenly realizes what his older brother meant when he talks about Iris and the meaning behind the looks his younger brother gives the gorgeous beauty from Nimbasa.

Title: Tarot Card TricksAuthor: Crystal-RockFandom: PokemonPairing/s: Lance X William :3Rating: G (Maybe a little PG)Notes: Dare from someone quite a while back on the Shippers truth or dare

Spoiler:- Weird/rushed fiction...:

Tarot Card Tricks:
"What's happening over here?" Lance walked into the elites' living room. Heavy boots could still be heard with a lite jiggle on the carpet. His cape flapped behind him with small movements as he walked on slowly. "New cards or something?"
In the room, Koga and Will both sat relaxed on the sofa. Looking at large than normal playing cards. Koga looked up at Lance.
"Hardly new at all. They must be several decades old." The Poison Elite stood, fingering the cards once more before starting to walk away. "It's best to handle them with great care."
Lance shuffled and looked over Will's shoulder. The cards in his hand were of a much larger rectangle than the ones he was used to. Even their pictures were different.
"What are they?" Lance asked, leaning on the back of the sofa. Will tilted his head so Lance could see better.
"Tarot cards. According to Mr. Gram-pa over there, from Medieval times." Will held a fan up to Lance's face. "There's a suit for each region besides Unova, a king, queen, et cedera."
"And they're for?"
"Playing! Or I've heard that they're great for readings." A smirk formed on the elite's eye-less face. Lance raised an eyebrow. "Pick three." Will turned around, and held a shuffled fan out to the champion. He rolled his eyes but played along. Taking three large cards from the fan, he handed them to the elite, without looking. Lance watched as Will set he other cards on the coffee table. The elite could only smirk as he looked at the three cards in perfect order.
“You see what you do is take these two and when you add ‘em you get something like he third.” Lance looked over his shoulder. All the pictures didn’t make sense, plus he couldn’t read the faded old letters.
“Well what do they say?”
“You chose that the Johto King and Joker make an Ace.” Will could only stick his tongue out half-way and bite lightly as the champion was utterly confused. “You’ll get it sometime.” He said with a sly smile.

So I see this button
And it says Table
And I'm gonna use this Table
Because tables are fun